Mr. Ling?

Which Mr. Ling?

Yes... Ling Junfeng?

Qin Menglin's face changed, obviously thinking of something, and just about to get up, a man's deep voice suddenly came from behind him.

"You watched the video?"

Qin Menglin turned around when she heard this, and at a glance she saw Xu Tiancheng who appeared here at some point.

Seeing that the person who came was Xu Tiancheng, Qin Menglin finally let go of a little with a hanging heart.

She nodded slightly in response.

"Who do you think Mr. Qin saw last time?"

"Yes..."

Qin Menglin pursed her lips slightly, there was some speculation, she didn't want to say it.

Xu Tiancheng obviously saw that something was wrong.

"You've guessed it, haven't you?"

It's Ling Junfeng.

Yes, it can only be him, otherwise what other Mr. Ling will go to her father's office to find him? And seeing her father's solemn expression at that time, except for Ling Junfeng, she really couldn't think of anyone else who would make her father so nervous.

Sure enough, it was him.

The eyes that were originally covered with a layer of mist suddenly revealed a sense of perseverance.

Qin Menglin quickly stood up.

"I'll go find him!"

But as soon as she walked to the door, she was stopped by Xu Tiancheng.

"What do you think you can do with him now? If he was willing to admit all this, would it have been all the same thing that had happened in the beginning? ”

Qin Menglin was stunned when she heard this.

Xu Tiancheng was right, if all this was really done by Ling Junfeng, if he was willing to admit it, he would have admitted it a long time ago, not to mention that with his current strength, he was powerless to compete with him at all.

Not to mention anything else.

"That... What should I do? ”

At present, Qin Menglin has long lost her intelligence and agility in the past, and she looked at Xu Tiancheng in front of her blankly, this is the only person she can trust right now.

Perhaps sensing Qin Menglin's gaze for help, Xu Tiancheng reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and sighed slightly before speaking.

"For now, you can only endure the humiliation and stay by his side, search for all possible evidence, and wait until the day is ripe to bring him down in one fell swoop."

Do you want to stay by Ling Junfeng's side?

That's her father's killer, can she really endure it?

"I... I don't know if I can do it. ”

She was afraid that when she saw Ling Junfeng again, she couldn't help but kill him with her own hands.

"You have to do it."

"I..."

"If you can't, then I'll do it."

"No way!"

Qin Menglin shook her head again and again.

She had lost two of her closest relatives in the world, and she couldn't afford to lose anyone she cared about anymore.

"I can."

Xu Tiancheng's eyes revealed a sense of pity.

"Don't worry, I will protect you secretly."

In this regard, Qin Menglin just nodded slightly and stopped speaking.

When she left the holiday cottage, Qin Menglin's whole person still looked a little groggy, and she didn't even know when she would drive the car back to Ling Junfeng's villa again.

It wasn't until there was a sound of banging on the window that she came back from her trance.

The car window rolled down, and it was the Ling family's housekeeper.

"Young lady, the young master has been waiting for you inside for a long time."

By the way, she almost forgot that she was still the young lady of their Ling family, although she was a young lady who was not recognized by the family.

As the wife of the murderer of her father, she is really sad and ridiculous.

Qin Menglin smiled bitterly, but she still slowly got out of the car.

When she entered the villa, Ling Junfeng had already sat down on the sofa in the hall, although her posture was lazy, her whole person was indifferent from the inside out.

Qin Menglin unconsciously clenched her fists, not knowing how to face the man in front of her.

Ling Junfeng raised his eyes to look at her, as if he wanted to see through something from her, but such a look didn't seem to have any effect, and he quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Figured it out?"

Figured?

She couldn't figure it out anyway.

Qin Menglin pursed her lips and did not speak.

The man in front of him seemed to be used to getting along like this.

He shrugged his shoulders and stood up.

"Let's go."

"Where are you going?"

Qin Menglin stood in place, seemingly unwilling to stay alone with the man in front of her.

Ling Junfeng stopped as he was walking out and looked back at her.

"Go to the prom."

Prom again?

By the way, as Ling Junfeng, there are obviously not a few people who want to invite him to the ball.

"I don't want to go."

Qin Menglin didn't look away, unwilling to look at the man in front of her again.

But she seemed to forget that in front of this man, her opposition had never been supported by anything.

Just as she turned around, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist, and a warm and ambiguous breath circulated in her ears.

"Don't forget who you are now, as my wife, you must go with me."

Wife?

What a ridiculous title for her.

Qin Menglin sneered with a cold face.

"I said I didn't want to go."

It's just that as soon as her voice fell, the whole person was suddenly beaten and hugged horizontally, she was obviously a little unexpected, and when she came back to her senses, she immediately scratched and kicked like a panicked kitten.

"Hiss~"

The man unconsciously snorted, but Qin Menglin immediately quieted down, she subconsciously turned her eyes to look at the man beside her, only to see that his expression was painful, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

It seems to be deliberately suppressing something.

Could it be... Did she accidentally touch his wounds?

"Does it hurt?"

Ling Junfeng still responded indifferently with a cold face.

"It's fine."

It's okay?

If it's okay, what happened just now?

When she left last night, he seemed to have a fever, but the wound shouldn't have healed so quickly, right? I kicked so hard just now, probably accidentally touching his wound.

"I'll see."

As she spoke, she unconsciously had to pull his clothes to check the wound.

It's just that her little hand just touched the man's shoulder, but the man seemed to inadvertently dodge it.

"Don't look at it, there's no problem."

Qin Menglin's brows furrowed a little tighter when she heard this.

The more he wouldn't let her see it, the more weird it became.

So she didn't care about anything else, and hung on the man like a koala, and forcibly unbuttoned her shirt.

The man's strong and powerful chest was exposed, and she swallowed her saliva unconsciously, and then forcibly withdrew her gaze.

Yesterday's wound seemed to be on the shoulder, and she pulled her shirt open.

"I said you don't need to look at it, you..."

Ling Junfeng seemed to be deliberately dodging, but in the next second, the bleeding gauze had already been revealed.

Qin Menglin's face changed, and her eyes were full of worry.

"Is your wound open again? Drop me down, and I'll bandage you again. ”

"I said no."

"Put me down!"

Qin Menglin was stubborn like an unreasonable child.

Ling Junfeng suddenly smiled.

It seems that this woman still cares a little about him.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing."

Ling Junfeng raised his eyebrows, and then put down Qin Menglin in his arms.

At this time, Qin Menglin didn't have time to think about it at all, so she turned around and walked towards the villa.

After some tossing, Qin Menglin finally redressed Ling Junfeng's wounds.

If it weren't for the methods her father gave her to treat her wounds before, I'm afraid she would have to be in a hurry right now.

"You're pretty good at bandaging wounds."

Ling Junfeng looked at the wound that Qin Menglin had redressed for him, and seemed to say something inadvertently.

At this time, Qin Menglin, who was sorting out the medical box, did not raise her head to respond.

"My father taught me."

Her father again?

Ling Junfeng frowned when he heard this, and his heart became more and more suspicious of Qin Menglin's father's identity.

"Is he really just an ordinary businessman?"

"What do you mean?"

Qin Menglin raised her eyes suddenly, with an unconcealable hatred in her eyes.

It's such an hateful look that wants to cut himself with a thousand knives.

Ling Junfeng was inexplicably a little irritable.

Why is the woman in front of her always unwilling to trust him more?

"You still hate me?"

"Yes."

Qin Menglin made no secret of the anger and hatred in her heart.

Although she did not have any evidence that this man had killed her family, all the signs left by her father were that it was the man in front of her who had destroyed her family.

How could she not hate?

"Why do you want to bandage my wounds if you hate me?"

"I..."

Qin Menglin was speechless for a while.

Ling Junfeng's words seemed to remind her.

Obviously, the man in front of her is the enemy she wants to eat and flay, but why does she still care about his life and death?